"This...the first martial arts test, the winner is Ye Qing!"
The Minister of Civil Affairs felt very distressed when he saw his son with a bruised face and a swollen face. However, he still completed the tasks assigned to him by Qin Mengxue because of his official duties. He walked slowly onto the ring and put a solid gold ult and a badge engraved with snowflakes on his lap.
On Ye Qing's chest.
There was no way, both the left and right servants were dead, and as the head of the six ministries, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel was supposed to temporarily take over the work of the left and right servants, helping Qin Mengxue handle state affairs all day long. Gradually, even some trivial matters,
The Minister of Civil Affairs also had to do it.
Who makes someone the emperor? No one can understand the principle of a monarch and his ministers.
"Isn't it just to praise Ye Qing? What's wrong with that?"
"Ye Qing is the winner and deserves this honor. There is nothing to be ashamed of!"
"As long as we win one more game, this farce will be over!"
The Minister of Civil Affairs was thinking like this, and kept cheering himself up. He forced a smile, patted Ye Qing's shoulder, and said: "Congratulations to Mr. Ye, you are indeed a heroic young man with impressive abilities. Mr. Ye's strength is also great."
It’s skyrocketed a lot.”
"Your Excellency, the situation is serious. I am just lucky."
"Don't be arrogant when you win and don't be discouraged when you lose. Mr. Ye is indeed very elegant!"
Ye Qing said nothing and glanced at the Minister of Civil Affairs. The latter saw the deep meaning in Ye Qing's eyes, which were clearly contemptuous.
The Minister's face suddenly fell, and after saying a few words reluctantly, he hurriedly left.
In view of the fact that there were too many injuries in the first round of the martial arts test, the literary test originally scheduled for this afternoon was also postponed until everyone has recovered from their injuries and can compete.
So, inside the Frost and Snow Palace.
Ye Qing enjoyed the grapes peeled by Qin Mengxue himself, lying on Qin Mengxue's soft legs and closing his eyes, feeling comfortable.
"You escaped quickly, but you didn't know that the envoys from the Wei Wu Empire were so noisy that they almost demolished my embassy!"
"You're not as good as others, just admit it. What's the fuss about?"
People say that King Jing is not strong enough, and if you lose, you lose. This is true for them. But what you did in the ring, they saw clearly, and they were very dissatisfied with your beating King Jing, and they all
Ask me to give an explanation.
Qin Mengxue's green and jade fingers touched the center of Ye Qing's eyebrows gently and lightly, and said helplessly: "You, you, you know how to cause trouble for me."
"Don't pay attention to them, they are just a bunch of clowns. If you really have the skills, let them come to me directly. I will be with you at any time."
Ye Qing snorted a few times, struggled to sit up straight, and said: "What is the structure of the literary test in a few days?"
"What? You feel a sense of crisis now and want to talk to me in advance? Didn't someone say before that the three-level test is a piece of cake?"
"Forget it if you don't tell me. Anyway, I will win in the end."
"That's not necessarily the case. Many of the candidates this time have a deep understanding of poetry. In terms of personal physical strength, you may have a hard time meeting your opponent, but when it comes to composing poetry and reciting lyrics, I'm afraid it's not that interesting."
"What do you mean? Look down on people?"
Ye Qing was a little unhappy at that time. He was obviously good at both civil and military skills, but he just didn't bother to show it on weekdays.
"Don't worry, I'm sure of myself."
It's just poetry. I have the eternal brand as my foundation. How could I lose?
...
Time flies, three days later.
In the Taiji Hall, Qin Mengxue was not angry and proud. Looking at the people who were still a little embarrassed, she smiled helplessly and said: "If you are feeling unwell, you might as well rest for a few more days. I don't mind."
"Your Majesty, this is a state matter and must be settled as soon as possible. Besides, they all suffered superficial injuries, so there is no need to worry too much." Ye Qing waved his hands, as if he understood the righteousness, and completely ignored his own talents.
The fact that he is the perpetrator.
Seeing Ye Qing's careless look, Qin Mengxue became increasingly worried.
Needless to say, Ye Qing's strength is natural. Qin Mengxue doubts that even she is no match for Ye Qing.
But only poetry...
Ye Qing has never shown any talent in this aspect.
"At this point, I can only leave it to fate..."
Unlike Qin Mengxue, who was restless, Ye Qing looked much more confident. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a master from this world. Wang Chang was angry, but he didn't dare to anger Ye Qing, and his face was gloomy.
It's sunny and it's very exciting.
As usual, the Minister of Civil Affairs came forward to read out the rules. An old man in his fifties with a red face pretended to stand in front of everyone and read out the specific rules of the literary test.
"You can choose either one of the two directions: "Yongzhi" or "Wedding". Within three hours, write a poem and submit it to all courtiers and envoys for voting. During the voting period, the author of the poem will not be identified and the entire process will be made public.
The person with the most votes will win the literary test."
"Yongzhi or newlyweds?"
Ye Qing half-squinted his eyes, with a confident look that made Qin Mengxue very confused.
The venue for the competition is the Tai Chi Hall. In the entire Tai Chi Hall, there are nearly a hundred desks and desks neatly arranged, as well as polished pens and inks. You can sit down and write poems at any time. Almost everyone present is racking their brains, trying to
Choose one of the two that you are better at, and compose poems that will make the empress rest assured!
On the contrary, the history is very rich and the reality is very skinny.
Not to mention that among the hundreds of people present, there were very few who were truly talented in poetry, and even Ye Qing was just a half-assed parallel importer.
You know, articles come by chance, and poetry is even more so. You rack your brains and think about where to go. Maybe the more you do it, the worse it is. Instead, an unintentional move may give rise to a famous line that will be passed down through the ages.
Besides, three hours is too much of a rush to create a gorgeous, smooth and neat piece of verse!
It can be said that in the first two hours, almost no one wrote anything, and they were constantly thinking about whether their poems needed correction, whether they could impress His Majesty, etc. Ye Qing was no exception.
Others need to think carefully, come up with a framework, and then add lyrics to it. Ye Qing is also thinking about it.
He was thinking about which song to copy.
After all, the Eternal Brand contains many poems that have been lost for a long time. Ye Qing made a rough estimate and found that there are about more than 100,000 poems. Naturally, he had to carefully select the truly famous poems of the ages to shock everyone!
"This is the only poem I will use for Yongzhi. It has a lot of words, is heavy enough, and I can't understand it at all. I think it's also an excellent poem. As for newlyweds..."
Ye Qing slowly frowned and hesitated.
Should we do it step by step, or simply give everyone a surprise?
With Ye Qing's character, there is no need to say more!